My Zombie King System

The voice just fell.

The sea of ​​blood is boundless, looking back is the shore, and the relationship between each other is invisible. Humor and wit match its anger, making people unable to feel the warm distance.

When you are in a bad mood intermittently, there will only be unpredictable storms and tsunamis afterwards, and the speed of the eruption and drift will be even stronger.

The force of force majeure combined with the blizzard, who is the only way in this world, when hurting each other, only the winner.

boom

After finally waiting for two heavyweight supernatural powers and ghost skills, after fighting for so long, the final result was reached, and the frost storm disappeared in this world.

A ray of sunlight in the sky shone through the dark clouds and appeared on the earth, leaving only the waves of the sea of ​​blood that never belonged here.

"how is this possible"

Tingting looked at the dissipated power with domineering eyes, and couldn't believe that her own power would end in defeat.

I am already a god, why am I still invincible to others, the zombies of the Pangu clan are not allowed to be trampled by anyone at will.

"I'm not convinced"

"Roar..." The yellow pupils magnified with anger, just wanting to crush the pressure that the enemy put on me, and the sharp teeth wanted to suck up the enemy's blood.

There was a screeching sound from the roar of the zombies, and all the creatures here were afraid to run around in disorder, fearing that the demons they heard would come and eat them.

"You lost... Zombies"

Bloodthirsty doesn't care about zombies, and plays with his temper in his own eyes. If he can't beat him, he can't beat him, because my strength is not yours.

Although I fought with her for so long, I met the Pangu Zombie who remains in my heart today.

Huhu

The waves of the bloody sea can't wait for the time to retreat, so they can only rush to the rhythm of the strongest power and raise a huge tsunami upward.

Bringing a starting point here is free and easy, and only when it drowns all the people who are moving forward smoothly, will its consciousness understand that the tide is ebbing.

"One Hundred Thousand Heavy Ice Shield"

A heavy shield was held in Tingting's hand, and her pupils looked at the sea of ​​blood as if death was at home.

The strength of the Pangu family can only be seen from the unfamiliar back, only the powerlessness and loneliness and the emptiness that no one knows.

The zombie's physical strength has been raised to the extreme by Tingting, and the next step is to face the boundless sea of ​​blood.

The color of the pupils began to glow the color of blood.

He kept turning his yellow eyes up and down, clearly knowing how terrifying a sea of ​​blood with countless waves is, all he can do is how to look at his own invincible strength.

"Bang..." The wave of the blood sea collided with Tingting's shield very quickly. Her Pangu body strength had already competed with countless blood waves, and the muscles all over her body swelled to grab the cold shield.

Resisting a sea of ​​blood that cannot disappear, in front of it is like an ark in the sea, which can capsize in front of a tsunami at any time.

"Roar..." Tingting stepped on the ground, slowly moved her footsteps, and pushed the heavy Jun cold shield across a distance of a million miles.

But I still haven't seen the other side of the sea of ​​blood, and I feel helpless staying at this moment.

Looking at the tsunami that wants to surround me, she will not give up so easily.

"Frost Dragon Break"

One kind of idea is to hide in the void, grab the cold spear of Diaolongfengwu, and kill the frozen power of the tsunami, every wave of blood that drifts over.

Tingting responded to their one-sided demands one by one, throwing out silent frost guns one by one, unable to control her artistic sense of emotional yearning.

Turning bloody water into ice waves became Tingting's only direction.

"Bang" shattered the frozen waves, and the yellow pupils could not ignore the next wave of tsunami. There was a tacit understanding between the dance and the sea of ​​blood.

When Tingting danced the gun, it was the familiar place of blood and water. The repeated drifting rolled up the waves, and the force that kept beating her kept leaving.